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.-V-- THE FLOWERS COLLEGl'lOII www KWU v 4 Our Country May she ever bo Riglxt ; but, Right or Wrong, our Country." i (, rjf ff fit f ft - CT ' " VOL. 1 , The Llrd'si Song. v How Bhall & bird an crippled wing Ever get op into the sky ? Is it not better to 'cease to sing - To droop and to die ? j There are bo many before me there, With songs so load and long and sweet, : They startle the passer unaware I am at his feet ! s And though I sing with a' quivering breast, And a dewy eye and a welling throat, Jly heart so close to the thorn is pressed, That I spoil each note. ' And it ever I sing a? song - Sweet of the sweet and 'true of the true, All 'of it's drowned by thej birds ere long, Up in the blue. j O, for one hour of rapturous strength ! O, to sing one song in the sky! High over all the birds at length J Then J. could die ! ; THE SCII 00L3I ASTER OF THE BAB. ; : " When is he expected V Tiiey said he ; -was coming in to night's stage." i . J . ( " He taught in Friscd, didn't he ?" ' Yes, I guess he was in the depart ment." - . f . ; . , j The doctor's wife was an authority on all matters in Russian Bar, and on this las sensation the coming of a school mas ,.er she freely enlightened her neighbor, Mrs. Blunt, a plump widow, whose miner husband had I died a few months before. There was not much to gossip about in that quiet village. The arrival and departure i of the stasre Drougnt tue people to tlieir doors three times a week, and if a stranerer was noticed .envoys were irnmediately dis patched to the hotel to learn his name and business, and the probable length of his stay. But now Russian Bar was to have a new schoolmaster, and the folks wondered much if he would have anj ' trouble with Sam ! Seymour, the , butcher's boy, or Ike Walker. an unruly epiric, wno naa KnocKea jaown ana pum melled the last preceptdr who under took to teach him school discinhne. The trustees were powerless in these matters, and declared that if a school master was not able to "get away" with the boys ip a square, stand-up fight, he might as well pick uphisjtraps and leave Kussian liar. r s 7 On the very erening of the expected arrival, Seymour and Walker, the lead .jjif spirits of the mutinotis schoolboys, met at a pool, from whjcii botn were en deavoring to coax a few sjaeckled trout for supper. ' Have you heard what the new chap is like, Sam ?" said Ike, as he impaled a wriggling worm on his hook. " No : have you ?" "Father told Jack, the barkeeper, that he was very young." ' "And small?" ! ' M.Yes."" L ' , Guess he won't stay long in town, Ike." i "I gnesa not, Sam. i School ain't' good for usvsuch fine weather as this." j The worthies sat and fished in silence for some time, and then Ike produced a bunch of cigarettes and passed them' to his friend. At last, finding that the fish would hot bite, they shouldered their poles and straggled up toward the village, pausing for a moment to stone a Chinaman's rooster, which had strayed too far from the protecting wash nouse. . i Philip Hougton was a from necessity, and not schoolmaster taste. lake many who have been educated as gen tlemen, in one sense of this word, that is, without the acquaintance with any special pursuit that might be turned to good account in th? struggle for bread, he found himself adrift iri California, with nothing to fall back i on. Seeing an advertisement a city jpaper for' a competent teacher to take charge of the schoot at Russian Bar, he answered it, and was accepted at a ventiire. Putting his movables . together a) pair of old foils, and a set of well-wtorn boxing gloves, for Houghton wai an accom- Elished boxer and f encer-r-he bought is ticket for Russian Bar. j ; He found the stage-driver a communi cative, pleasant , fellow, who, at his ret quest, described the characteristics of his future home;. Indeed, his descrip tion of the class of boys whom Hough ton was to take charge of was not veijy encouraging. 'You'll find them a hard lot," said he, "and they're all on the muscle, too." i "What is about the weight of my oldest ?'? asked Houghton, good humot edly. "You see if I have got to exer cise something more than moral suasion, I want to get posted on the physique of my men." i "Well," Sam Seymour is about the strongest." I "And what is about the size of the redoubtable Ike ?" I "Well, I guess he tops you by (half a head." 1 ' "O, I expect wel get along well enough together," said Houghton; "and I suppose this is the first glimpse of Russian Br," he added, as a turn in the road brought them in view of that picturesque village. The stage bowled along the smooth road, and past thejgreat white oak, under whose friendly branches the teamsters were accustomed to make their noon time halt. "I'll set you down at tbe hotel," said the driver. "There's Perkins, the pro prietor that fat man smoking on the StOOp." .- ,'. .:;. v;-: .- 'J . Houghton confessed to -himself that the prospect before him was any thing but a prepossessing one. He was not of a very combati ve nature, though, he liked a little danger for the. excitement; but a game of fisticuff with a dirty, KOGKINGHAM, 'N. C, SATURDAY MOKNING, JlfKE 28, 1873. uiuMiiou? Doy naa neitner glory nor nonor for a man that had been one o the hardest hitters in his coHpca. Thb folks were all at their doors when the stage clattered up the siucle street and the slender, good-looking young man py me a river was measured and canvdssed before that worthv had ed the mail to tiie idoctor, who, with his medieal avocations, also found time to 'runl the post-office. ! The) doctor's wife was at her window, and, if ter a long survey of the school masterj hastened "to communicate her opinions to Mrs. Blunt. Meanwhile Houghton washed off the red dust of the rtjad, and took his seat at the supper table. ! The driver had iintroduced him to about a dozen of the leading citizens during the few moments that intervened Deiween tneir arrival ana tne evening meat. w do vou like our town. Mr. Hong ton ?." asked the landlord, jnra ciousl'i as he helped his new guest to a cm oiisteaK. ,, A- Is I L 1 . r " When you get acquinted you'lj find yourself pleasantly situated ; but it's likelv vou'll have a hard time with tlieboVs." , . i oq tney an ten me. Anynow, l am not unprepared," said Houghton, cheer fully, f After supper the landlord remarked confidentially to the doctor " that the young man had grit in him, and he thought he'd be able to 'make the riffle' with the boys t When Houerhton arose next morning, and opened his window to the . fresh breeze! odorous with the perfume of the climbing honeysuckles, he . felt that, after a 1, a residence in a remote vil lage, even with a parcel of rough boys to take i care of, was preferable to the dusty, linf amiliar streets of San Fran cisco, I He smiled as he unpacked his foils; and boxing-gloves, a little sadly, too, lorj, tney were linked, witn many pleasing associations of his undergrad uate days. ' I " Well," he soliloquized, as he straightened his arm, and looked at the finely-developed muscles, " I ought to be able to hold ,my own in a stand-up fight w: th these troublesome pupils of mine. ?his is my day of trial, however, and bef ore noon we shall probably have had oui battle out. " I The chool-house, a raw, unfinished looking frame building, stood hard by the, river, at about half a mile from .the town. - When Houghton opened the ricKety (wooden " gate that led into the school Jot, he found a group of some twenty boys already assembled; among them were Sam . Seymour and Ike Walker. I The latter's. sister, a pretty xteen, was leaning against the girl of s fence wi ;h half-a-dozen of her friends, for the Russian Bar school-house was arranged for the accommodation of both sexes Houghton handed , the key to the near- est boy, and asked him to open the door. With a look at the others, and a half grin on his lace, he obeyed. " If owl boys, muster in, said Hougn- ton, cheerfully, to the boys. Thev all passed m oevmour and Walker ast. The latter took a good look at t le schoolmaster as he went by. When th sy were seated, Houghton stood at his desk, and laid a heavy ruler on the books before him. " Nowl boys," he said, f I hope we shall get along pleasantly together. You treat me ! fairly, and you shall have no reason to complain, I, promise ,you. Silence and obedience is what I require, and strict attention to the matter of our instructi m;" Gi ving them a portion of thegrammar to prepare for recitation, he walked quietly a p and down the roorn, occa sionally standing at the windows but appearin g; to keep no surveillance on the boys . Suddenly the crack of a match wi s heard,4 followed by a general titter. ' . ' ') . i , j Houghton turned quietly from the window, and saw the blue smoke from a cigarette arising from where Seymour sat. ' i . ' " Wha - is your name, boy ?" he asked, in a stert voice. " My i ame is Seymour,"- replied the mutineer , insolently. "And ; -ou are smoking?" - " I gu ss so." l fLeavQ the room !" ' "I gue ss not." . ' There easadead silence in the school room nov r, and Houghton felt that the hour of t ial was at hand ' Seym our," he said again, ! very quiet- iy.! ' " Whal ?" "Come here." r ' Seymour, putting his hands in his pockets, f auntered from this deskj stood within a ; -ard of the schoolmaster, and looked Bnjeeringly in his face. "Xeave the room I said Housrhton again, m a lower voice, r -Nd."J - V,. r::; The little arm straightened like a flash of lightning, and the rebel meas ured hislength on the floor, whilst the blood gus hed from his nostrils. In a moment 1 ie sprang to his feet and rush ed furiously at the schoolmaster, but went dow: i again like a reed before that well-aime 1 blow. The second time hef fell Houg titon stooped down, and lifting him as if f he had been a mere child, fairly flur g him outside the door. ' Sey- amazed, staggered down to the brook to wash his face and reflect onl thewonderful force of that slight ar And Houghton, turning' to; without a word of comment the sch on the tious. cene. commenced the recita- alker was mum. Seymour's fate had ppalled him,' and - in fact the ltmous spirit of the scholars entire mi of Russiap. Bar was in a fair way of be ing totally euDdueo. . When the trustees heard of the affair they 1 unanimously commended ; the schoolmaster's pluck. J tell you what, boys," said Perkins to a crowd who were earnestly engaged at a game of old sledge in his bar-room, " that Houghton knows a thing or .two about managing boys. Hell fix 'em off, or my name's not Perkins." -; Houghton was hospitably treated by the folks of Russian Bar. They felt him to be a man of refinement brought down in the world, but showing no of fensive superiority m his i intercourse with them. .The , doctor's wife pro - nonnced him to be the bssi KcwXorker she had ever met, and the gossips in sinuated that Mrs. -Blunt,! the widow, was setting her cap for him. Gipsy Lane, the daughter of a lead ing man in Russian Bar, j and made wealthy bv. a saw-mill, which all day long groaned and screamed some dis tance :down the. river, did hot express her opinions as to Houghton s merits ; but in the summer evenings, when the schoolmaster, rod , in hand, wandered along the stream and threw his line across the milldam, Gipsy was seldom far i away. Lane, a bluff, hearty old fellow, frequently asked Houghton to spend the evening with him, and told his adventures in early California to a patient listener, while Gipsy dutifully mended her father's socks omthe ver anda.";.; . - . 1 Mrs. .Lane, when Gipsy was but t baby, was laid to rest on Lone Mouh tain, long before Lane ever ! thought Of settling at Russian! Bar. Seymour and Walker were the best and most Indus trious pupils the young master had. and were nappy wnen accompanying him on his fishin? excursions. In fact, all agreed in declarine: that j the educa tional department in the village was' a thriving success. One pleasant evening in June, Gipsy Lane, twirling her straw hat thought fully, picked her way across j the broad fields that lay between her house and the mill. The stream was a winding one, and as she placed her tiny foot on the first steppiner-stone, she saw a straw hat on the grass, which she knew we! 1. " How is Miss Lane this evening? said Houghton, lazily, from ibeneath Manzanita bush, where he had been en joying a book and pipe.- j J Well, thank you. . Mow is Mr. Houghton?" replied Gipsy, shyly. " Warm; but not uncomfortable. Are you going to the-miU y' -t " x es : 1 nave a letter mat nas just come for father." - " May I accompany you ?' i " Certainly, if you choose." Houghton put on his hat and helped Gipsy across the brook. j V 1 had a ?etter from .New York a ew days ago," said he, after ithey had eft the first bend of the river behind. " A pleasant one?" ' Wall - olfVirt-r brought good news, still I can hardly call it a pleasant letter." j They walked on and Gipsey swung her hat pensively, longing with a Wo man's curiosity, to hear more about the New York letter. 1 "I am going to leave Russian Bar," said Houghton, abruptly. j "Indeed ; how soon?" ! "I don't know yet; possibly within a week." I , The hat was swayed from side to side with increased energy. k " Do you care much, Miss Lane ?" This with, an earnest look into the hazel eyes that were kept steadily bent on the brown patched grass j beneath their feet. i : -j "Yes: of course, we shall all be sorry to lose you, returned, uipsy, evasively. '. - . i . ' ' -'. " If I come back in a few months with something for my future wife,! shall I see this ring on your finger?", whispered Houghton, capturing the littjle hand that held the hat, and slipping a pearl ring on the delicate finger. Gipsy said nothing ; ' but her eyes turned for a moment on the school master's earnest face, and in the next her soft cheek was resting on his shoulder.;- j; -;;.;: K- ;j : Russian Bar, to a man, turned out to wish Philip Houghton godspeed on the morning he took his place by the driver, who one year before riad set him down at Perkins's hbtel. They knew j he was on .his way to New York, and that he had been left some money, and the gossips more than whispered that there was something ' between Gipsy Lane and their favorite. - At all. events, her eyes were red for a Week after his de parture. , j" Winter had come, and the river was swollen and rapid j and many a lofty tree from the pine forest had found its way to the hearths of Russian Bar. One delicious morning, crisp, and cold, after a night's rain, -the stage passed by the large white oak, and, splashed with mud, halted before Perkins's hoteL' It had been all night on the way, for the roads were very heavy. - : The worthy proprietor of that "excel-; lent house was in the act of tossing his first glass, when a hearty hand was laid on his shoulder, and Philip Houghton shouted: "Perkins, old boy, how are you ?" : The landlord ; returned the shake hands, dived behind the bar, and had a second glass mixed in a moment. "And now,: said he, as he pledged the ex- schoolmaster, when will the wedding take place?" f Six weeks afterward the old mill was hung with evergreen wreaths, and a grand festival was held-at Russian Bar. Gipsy Lane was a lovely, bride, and when Houghton took charge of the mill and invested all his New York money in the village, and was admitted to parctice in the courts, everything seem ed to take a fresh start. Through all, his warmest and most devoted friend 'Jfs Sam Seympnr, once the terror, of Russian nar scnooimasters. and - now j he holder of that important position. Cap t Jack's Story. '- mk-vw nun uriia jLmvxBmie ac eases the Xliuatl Ciller of Instigating the War. ; ;:'v'r".- ; v Capt. Jack, the Modoo chief, spoke is follows when having his first inter view with Gen. Davis. He tried to im- h !ica6 Allen David, the KJamath,Chief, Vu ttemea - oeing present wnen vu en. Oanby was killed: - - ,v - I I do not know how to open the sub ject about Allen David. I received a message last winter in the lava beds by old Schonches and a sub-chief of his from Allen David as follows: "I don't wr t you to lower your gun and fight like a squaw, but you must fight like a man." . - ( i At first I thought this message was a Ke, but it came so often T believed it. X was about to lay down my arms when I got the message. ( Allen David told Schonches to tell me to fight it out ; the whites were going to lgnt him, and he would soon let Jack tnow what he was going to do. Allen said: " Hold on to your gun." I said: " I am going to get ammuni tion, and will join yon in a few days. am selling property to buy powder and lecl. jdlen said: "Don't act like a woman bdkinan. I will join you soon. I have lot of people, and I want to get guns Urstt. Whatever offer the Commission njay make, don't believe what they say. Tjiey are trying to fool you." i I was going to give up and surrender wljen I got those messages. I expected when I killed the Commissioners that Allen David would be with me next day o very soon. I had already given up my arms. I ate the food of the Govern meat, and didn t want to do any more fighting after eating their grub ; iWhen I got this message it made me act as though I acted for Allen Davidr and I expected him' to join me soon. ; . : ' - ' ' . Allen David caused me to leave the reservation. I had bad feelings toward the Klamaths. So many messages came I believed them. I thought he meant it, find so I acted. Ixe and I were now good friends, but hoicked xn to this thing last winter. 1 was going wherever tney wanted me and wanted some quiet place, and not on the rocks. . i Alien JJavid was always pusning me up, and tne .huamatn cmeis isaid tne same. They talked as though Allen David wasjk big chief. He said that we must not think the Klamaths were women.' They were not going to lay down their arms to whites, il had all the trouble and did all the fighting, and he did none. : It looks as though they tried to get me into this scrape. I want you to know why 1 commenced this i war. Last winter, on the Lost River, Applegate H. Brown came and said the big chief was coming to talk, and we must go on the reservation. Soldiers came and surrounded us before day, and held no talk or council. I did not expect that. I was asleep. I told hem not to shoot when my boys got he guns. ., The soldiers shot the first gun. l did not. xtnougpt tney wanted o talk.: -j -t ; After the soldiers began to fire upon my people some of my boys fired back. did nofc. I took my tnings, and ran as ast as I could to get away. Old Schonches, on the reservation, said he had nothing to say himself, only he brought a message from Allen David. As to Gen. Canby's things that he had on, ne said: L " l ean t say aay thing about it. 1 went away. The boys who killed fcren. Canby got the things. I was there, but went off as soon as I found I could not stop them." I Jack being interrogated, said inrtner: " Jogus Charley arid Shack Nasty Jim called Gen. Canby. Allen David advised them to kill Gen, Canby, so he did it. I am telling the truth. I did not kill him. I had it done, but did not do it.' .. - ; - :y -! . - He says in conclusion: ' I don't lie. Bring the men that saw me do this thing. 1 I want to face them. If I .had my chains oST I would tell all the men who did these things." Schonches said he did shoot at Mea cham, but all the Mod oca knew he was a poor shot, and couldn't hit anything. An Indian GlrL The sqtiaw Matilda, mentioned in the despatches as one of I the chief media tors, is a woman of ho meanxcapacity; Living with an American, Bhe keeps his house tight and snug as any white woman could Whenever not occupied with "household cues she is busy over her pencil and paper ; has a roll of sketches, partly copies, but principally originals. With a stump of a pencil and any casual scrap of paper, she will strike off at sight an American, an Eng lishman, a German, a Chinaman, a Modoc, or any eccentric character she may chance to see ; and her heads are wonderfully correct and graphic ' If she had received an education, or en joyed any privileges except those afforded by the rudest backwoods, she would have been heard of in the art world Matilda is a woman of a strong, dark face, glittering eyes, slow and deliberate in speech, and of -an iron will a good type of her race. , Chicago has a married couple who have lived together for seventy years. This singular conduct i3 accounted fer on the ground of spite. Newspapers in the West, Horr an Illinois Stmm Tells tbe Story of tbe Troubles of a Western Editor. An niinois writer tells the New York World the following story : The new postage law which goes into force on June 30 will bear quite heavily on many of v the rural editors, who will now be compelled to pay postage on their exchanges, just in the same way as their subscribers must pay postage on their papers or else, if they wish to practice a sometimes necessary econ omy, they must dispense with many of the newspapers from rwhieh, they obtain their most valuable 5 uevf i items, v The. regular rates, according to the new law, are 35 cents per quarter for a daily pa per published every day in the week, 30 cents for dailies published six days in the week, and 5 cents per quarter for weekly papers. The great metropolitan journals which havcTtheir thousands of subscribers and column after column of paying advertisements (observe that I accentuate the word "paying") may feel indifference to the law, as, where not supplied by their own numerous correspondents, telegraphic and other wise, in all parts of the world, at home and abroad, with the details of every interesting current event, they can ilas ily afford to pay the requisition of the postage law which, in the case of most of the country editors, becomes a serious tax on intelligence and on the diffusion of news among the masses. I need hard ly assure you that the lot of the average country editor is not an enviable one. If our labors are not as important and as greatly appreciated as are those of yourself and of your fellow-journalists in large and populous communities, we at least are too often taxed almost be yond endurance without any adequate return, if not indeed with positive loss to our exchequers. " We are the victims too frequently of sharpers and of confidence menof the worst description. We open our col urns to long advertisements of circuses and other strolling shows, which in sev en cases out of ten, unless payment be exacted in advance, leave town and for get to settle with us. Patent and quack medicines, too, are sometimes delusions and snares, and when payment for ad vertising bills is tendered, as I have known it to be the case, in the shape of bottles and jars of L the villainous stuff advertised, forbearance clearly ceases to be a virtue. In the part of. Illinois in which I live the fever, and ague is not uncommon, and I have several times been ap proached by venders and manufacturers of such quack nostrums, whose wares nave advertised to tne "extent of an en tire solid nonpareil column of my paper (which, by the way, is a weekly sheet devoted to the dissemination of thenews of the dav. literature, and the best re sults of the progressive civilization of the age), with the invitation to accept their worthless potions as an equivalent for the space I had given up to them and as something that was "good to have in the house in case of the shakes." You and others more fortunately situated have probably smiled, as at, an exhibi tion of what you term in your latitude " trenchant Western wit," to read in our country papers at times such para graphs as these : " Subscribers who are in arrears are respectfully notified that in lieu of their cash indebtedness to this paper, the editor will receive ba-, con, nour, potatoes, cord-wooa, &c, as payment for ; their unpaid subscript tions." If you but knew the fiardsnips experienced by the average country ed itor in the effort to keep his paper afloat and himself from poverty, you would understand that there is very . little fun " or " wit " in these appeals. It m A I" V 1 A. is, tnereiore, oecause oi tne aiincuiues that we encounter in maintaining our selves, that I have felt to-day like writ ing to you, to protest against this new burden imposed upon us by the postage law regarding exchanges passed by the last Congress. v , But we are at least determined upon 1 i 1 . A A 1 A one course, ana tnis is to waicu me Post-office Department closely, and if we do not promptly and regularly get through the mails the exchanges for which we pay postage, then shall we make our indignation felt in the proper quarters. A Country Editob. ! Monumental Mirth. i. o Not far from here, relates the Jour nal, of Montpelier, Vt., a nlarble dealer recently received an invoice of tomb stones, and as he could not procure labor very easily, he conceived the brilliant idea of having suggestive mottoes and epitaphs commemorative of the virtues and excellencies of the deceased carved on the stones ready. He even, thought he might haul a stone to tne inouse oi the person about to be fatted'otit lor ap proval. - But his benevolent scheme met with a crash. Oue evening he received an order for a tombstone, the style and decoration of which was left pretty much to himself. On one of the stones was a hand carved with the fingerpoint ing heavenward, and underneath the inscription, " No graves there !" Think ing this would be a stroke oi sentiment wherewith to soothe the feelings of the family, when they should view the stone at the head of the newly made grave, he set it up. But it so happened that the najne of the person who died was " Graves," and when the big afflicted brother saw the tombstone, the senti ment that there were no graves in heaven did not soothe him much, and be int r. viewed the marble dealer. "No gr ires in heaven hey?" and then, to weja common phrase, he "lifted "Jiii. The dealer thinks he wishes there, were none on earth, i NO. Facts and Paaclrs. General Canby a brother he: ftane immediately after the f li the illustrious soldier. A clergyman at Cedar Fall3 prn: the other Sunday, "that the editors . this place may be brought to realize th? dangers of their situation." ; There is a startling belief that Caj tain Jack, in an interregnum of Lia melancholy, has confessed to Hoolcr Jim that he is the real author of "Bet sey and I are Out." Success rides on every hour ; grapple it and you may win, but without a grap ple it will never go with you. .Work is the weapon. o' honor, and ho wl : 1 .c-s the weaion .tlli5vtr tri: - , At a very swell wedding iccc- 11 :, lately, the high-toned belles held, the ir arms like trussed fowls, to prevent the silk and lace suspenders that did duty s dress waists from falling off their shoulders. Some one calls '' the race of Ameri can women.- indolent," whefeupon one of them retort 8, "I wonder if that man ever reflecte'd upon the amount of chop ping, we do, and the willingness with which we it.", . StatisticSshow that there is a scarcity of, timber both in the United States tvd Canadas. In Michigan and Wiscc sin there is, as was expected, a great f tiling off in the supply, while the t lock in New York and Pennsylvania ia unusual ly small. . A singular epidemic broke out in a Kansas town, the other day. Every wife in the town was suddenly attacked by an irresistible desire to present her husband with a. nice little dressing case, with shaving materials com plete. An attractive young woman had opened a barber shop in the village. A calf and hog belonging to a Penn sylvania farmer have lately developed the warmest affection for each other, and refuse to be separated. It is said the calf licks and caresses the hog, and watches over it with maternal affection. This is the first time we ever heard any thing like this. -We always ob&erved the hog watching after the calfso long as he had any money. ," There's where the , boys fit for col lege," said the professor to Mrs. Part ington, pointing to a school-nouse. " Did they ?" said, the old lady with animation. "Then if they fit for col lege before they went, they didn't fight afterward?" "Yes," said he, smiling and favoring the conceit, but the fight was with the head, not with the hands." " Butted, did they T said the old lady. The Vindicator of Youngptown Ohio, records the following cheerful incident : A lot of little christain urchins canght a little Jew boy at the corner of Watt ant Champion streets, a few evenings since, tied him to a post, piled a lot of tinber-wood about to ignite it, when they were discovered bv some men and the little Jew rescued. The only reaeon assigned for thir action and intentions by tne christian urcnins was. mat mo Jews had crucified Christ." Gunning in Florida. Thin is the atorv told to a Southern journal by a party lately returning from Florida : We proceeded by rail and boat to ri- latki : there chartered, for S50 a day, a small steamer, and started on a hunting expedition np the Ocolonga river, taking with them their provisions, nnes and shot-guns, and a large supply of ammu nition. The river, which is on an aver age three hundred feet wide, runs for a distance of three hundred miles from a chain of miniature lakes in the heart of the State. For a considerable distance its course lies through a dense wilder ness, whose overhanging trees ahd foli age unite, forming a perpetual bower of surpassing beauty over the river. No sound is heard save the notes and cries of unnumbered wild birds of every vari ety and plumage. The steamer glides smoothly along under the ; bower for miles and miles, while those on board keep up a constant fusiladeat the game. At night a huge fire is built of pine knots on the front of the boat, which lights up the scenery on every hand and discovers the birds roostingin the tres. Our party was gone a week on the trip, and we kept firing away at the birds a good portion of each night. As f aet as thebirds were shot down they were fished out of the river by the negroes, who were provided with long poles for the purpose. The Ocolonga abound in alligators. One of our party, the well known editor of the first agricultural paper in the country, shot and killed thirty-one of these alligators during the tripL- ' " - ' ' Business SnltJ. The jaunty suits for gentlemen for business and morning we-r are in ex cellent tate' this season,. The entire suit, coat, vest and pantaloons, is made of what tailors call; fVncy plaid worsted loosely woven clr,': usually black or very dark brown; wrought in almost in visible plaids i qt blocks, alternately smooth and ioesy.aa satin, then rough ened up lile broche surfaces, with the merest Joread of color, red, brown, or white, outlining the block. The coat of tKiB knit is in the Newfmarket shape, iIuer double or single breated, with "Vridely bound edges, flaps and pock eta. The ingle-breated vt has a notched collar, and is cut in pojnU at the bot tom. f The pantaWus s'ightly larger, than those of last season, are made with corded sides or welt seams, and ' spring " considerably over tbe ankle. Such suits cost from $3o to $S3.